[R18] Vet(1v1)h – Why are you crying in “Veterinarian (1v1)h”? [English]

On Christmas Day, Shen An took Bai Li back to Hutong Street.

In the past few months, he has been living in Baili’s house and has rarely come back. When he comes back to pick up things, it is always in a hurry and he has never come back to live there.

The room had not been cleaned for a long time, and there was a strong smell of dust as soon as he entered the door. Shen An opened the window to let some air in, and turned on the air conditioner before entering the room to prepare for cleaning.

Bai Li was looking at the photo album in her grandfather’s room. The few photos of Shen An’s childhood were well preserved by her grandfather, including photos of him studying, photos of exams, including photos of university entrance.

At that time, the darkness was still a bit green. Bai Li watched intently, the corners of her lips raised unconsciously.

These days, she works in the clinic’s office during the day, and goes back with Shen An at night. Occasionally, Shen An takes her to the gym and lets her sit there and watch him play badminton.

In fact, every time she passed by, she would tremble with nervousness, but after her eyes fell on Shen An, those tensions and fears would dissipate a lot. She tried to block everything around her, and her eyes only stared at Shen An’s darkness.

The result was that after Shen An got home, he pressed her against the wall and penetrated her. While fucking her fiercely, he deliberately asked her why she had been staring at him all night.

“That was taken during graduation.” Shen An changed into old clothes, wearing gloves on his hands, water boots on his feet, and a mop in his hand.

He came in and took out another photo album from grandpa’s bed and handed it to Bai Li, “There are a lot of photos in this one.”

They were taken with mobile phones, most of them were photos of grandpa, and there were also selfies of Shen An and grandpa.

There is no doubt that Shen An took all the photos himself.

The grandfather in the photo is wearing reading glasses, looking at the camera and smiling. The wrinkles on his face look very kind. He is a little hunched, wearing a gray sweater, and holding a book in his hand.

Through these photos, Bai Li seemed to have seen the past twenty-nine years. He and his grandfather had been dependent on each other and accompanied each other through the most difficult days. Then the photos turned to the last page and time stopped.

The last page is a black and white photo of grandpa.

That is his portrait.

Shen An smoked quietly on the balcony, leaning against the railing, his eyes calmly falling on the pots of flowers in front of him. The old man liked to grow flowers during his lifetime, and the ones left to Shen An froze to death in the winter. Shen An bought them again, but every year a few pots froze to death.

It hasn’t snowed yet this year, but these flowers have already felt the chill, their leaves are all shrunken, and they have no energy at all.

He put out his cigarette, and when he entered the house, he saw Baili wiping the photo frames and photo albums. The photo albums she had read had been sorted and put into boxes, and the clothes in grandpa’s cabinet had also been folded again by her.

Shen An leaned against the door frame and looked at her. Her eyebrows were a little red, and she could tell that she had just cried. He walked over, lifted her chin, and asked in a low voice, “Why are you crying?”

Bai Li bit her lip and glanced at the table. On it was a notebook handwritten by the old man, which recorded Shen An’s illness record.

Shen An didn’t get sick often. Most of the time he came back after being injured. He secretly took medicine and went back to sleep. The old man probably got up at night and went to his room to cover him. He also wrote in the book what food he would give Shen An to eat and make up for him.

Turning to one of the pages, it was unfinished and only half a sentence was left: [I want to buy a cow tonight]

I don’t know what happened, but I didn’t finish writing the rest of it, and when I flipped through it, it was all gone.

Bai Li knew that after that day, grandpa might be gone. The last handwritten message he left in this world was to buy beef for Shen An to eat.